To all

To all the truth both near and far 

Follow the bright and morning star 

To lead you to the manger where 

The babe is born in loving care.

Now entitled to new birth to bring peace upon the earth. 

From a baby in a manger, no more orphaned, no more a stranger. 

A real story buried in snow

Lost in trinkets and lights 

The sacrificial lamb

And his rights. 

He beat the world at its own game. 

Now the fruit for him to claim. 

The word goes out throughout the earth, 

His Spirit comes to give new birth.

The true gift needs time for pause, 

But we rush around like Santa Claus. 

Has Christmas lost its sparkle?

It seems its become some kind of debacle!

But there's always hope:

Don't miss the message from the pope!!

It will be another for itchy ears, but the real message is found in our tears. 

Merry Christmas, it's the way.

An upside down world 

On display.